Day 4: Poetry’s Speakers

Coming Home

Trudging through the door
dragging my carcass across
a tripping threshold.
Door opens.
Barking head aches
Claws stepping on my feet
Just get out the door…
Don’t pee on my carpet…

Mom’s home!
Mom’s home!
I hear the machine that
takes her away
Let me kiss you!
Let me LOVE YOU!

©Lindsey Smith


About PenniCash

A single mother and educator, often tired and on an MMO when able. I think too much, sleep too little, and always hold onto that tomorrow is a fresh day. View all posts by PenniCash

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